Goose Feathered Pillow

The goose-feathered pillow that rests next to mine has your face engraved on its Mechlin lace cover molded in its memory It wants to rest without the puckers It wants to revert back into its marshmallowed form Fluff it, purge it of its carving of you, the wrinkles on its cover, Because it can't on its own. I can't on my own

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